Do you ever feel like a paper bag, drifting through the wind, wanting to start again? Do you ever feel, feel so paper thin, like a house of cards, one blow from caving in? Do you ever feel already buried deep? 6 feet under screams, but no one seems to hear a thing? Do you know that there's still a chance for you? 'Cause there's a spark in you. You just gotta ignite the light, and let it shine. Just own the night like the fourth of July.

You may not be a firework, but, at the very least, you are a camera strapped to some balloons, filming the fireworks from a bird's-eye view in slow motion.